Gemotions

The letter arrived on a Tuesday, nestled among the usual bills. Emily felt her body tense as she recognized the handwriting on the envelope. It was from her sister, whom she had disowned years ago. She took a sharp breath, her hands trembling as she opened it.

She sat heavily at the kitchen table, her eyes darting across the page. Her vision blurred, and the words seemed to dance before her. She felt a growing sense of discomfort, a pressure building behind her eyes. She felt a strange lightness, as if she were hovering.

“What… what does this mean?” she murmured, her voice barely a whisper. She felt a profound disconnect, a sense of being adrift in a sea of unspoken emotions.